Spy

"Please, just follow my instructions!" Xander's serious tone left Scarlett stunned. It was the first time he had spoken to her like this, and the first time he abruptly ended the call before her.

'Is he angry?' She shook her head and put aside her curiosity. She instructed Logan to pull over.

"Ma'am, why did you ask me to stop?" Logan inquired, glancing back with a confused expression.

"Well, I'm just as curious as you..." Scarlett stopped when she saw a black car coming toward them—a very familiar car, the same car that had picked her up at the airport the day before. Her heart beat faster, realized that the car was Xander's car. 

"Oh, my goodness... I guess your master is furious, Logan. We're in trouble," Scarlett muttered, flashing a bitter smile as she observed the car coming to a halt right in front of them.

Logan, unaware of the presence of a Rolls Royce, had stopped their car a few meters ahead and was taken aback when he laid eyes on it.